Sunday, August 20, 2017

Lost in the Moment IV


180 on the pitch black highway.  

I am the shadow meteor, the ghostly bullet screaming for target.

Taunt me, and I shall come running to thee….

Friday, August 18, 2017

Born

Everything breathes and everything dies. 

Perhaps we are all coffin fodders, born to rot and fertilize the earth with decay.


Sunday, July 16, 2017

Lost in the Moment III

It was 11:11. 

There was no sound. No wind. No whispers.

The night was as silent as the moss on the stone altar. 

And we were lost in the Magick. Pure and untamed 


Little shooting stars, lost in the galaxy.  

Friday, July 14, 2017

To Those Who Beckons

Thou that continued to lure and tease me to this vortex, I acknowledge thee in thine pure and untamed energy, although one shall stay on the precipice and venture no further….

For one doth knows that to do the deed is to forsake undoing the reciprocal need


…and there shall never be a need more desperate, more demanding, than that of thee….

Monday, July 10, 2017

Good Tales

I am just a sucker for good tales. Camp fire stories that grips one mind and fantasy as tight as a gallows’ nose. 

Once in a full moon ago, such a gripping story actually manifested itself into a beautiful nocturnal hunt, full of twisting run and otherworldly critters.


All hail the great story tellers. The magician of the unseen aether.

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Tweaking II

How does it feel to always be excluded from the current, the ongoing? 

Does it help to intensify the groundswell of misanthropy that one has over the years?

Is it effective in alienating the one from his or her other personalities?

Would there be enough of a psychological split to mould an effective operator for the order of the dark light and the atavistic revelations, to manifest itself in this realm?


So many questions, so little time to answer..

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Tweaking

....."It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.".....

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Blue

Don’t fall, my love. 


Just drown, in the graceful blue, that is you.